- vise:—I command. My girls at least,
shall not associate with Lady Mandeville, whom no one visits. Lady Avondale of course is her own mistress."
Piqued at Mrs. Seymour's manner, Calantha appealed to her husband: "and shall I give up my friend, because she has none but me to defend her? Shall my friendship—" "Alas Calantha," said Lord Avondale, "you treat the noblest sentiment of the heart as a toy which is to be purchased to-day, and thrown aside to-morrow. Believe me, friendship is not to be acquired by a few morning visits; nor is it to be found, though I fear it is too often lost, in the crowd of fashion." He spoke this mournfully. The ready tears trembled in Lady Avondale's eyes.—"I will see no more of her, if it gives you pain. I will never visit her again."—Lord Avondale could not bear to grieve her.
A servant entered with a note, whilst they were yet together:—a crimson blush
